for still being me.
for still using all senses for me.
for still reading
still listening
still breathing as me.
here's to me.
and my array of
imaginary awards and medals
self decorations
abundance nominations.
here's to me.
for still kickin' it.
for still livin' it.
because
there is no be(cause).
and there is nothing to applaud for.
and you can have them all.
//thank you subcultures
of subcultures
for the constant reminders.//